Menethil's Power

Chapter 87 Snow Mountain Plane
On a cliff in the northwest of Dun Morogh, three small figures walked in waist-deep snow.

Valeera put on her mask. The severe cold of the snow-capped mountains was not unbearable to her as a lord-level stalker, but it still made the female elf thief feel a little uncomfortable. She looked at the two mechanical land walkers ahead. Bird, "Are you sure they will come out from here?" She couldn't help asking again.

"I'm sure it's here, if they can escape." Millfis replied: "Gnomeregan does have a lot of exits, but the big artisan has already blocked them in different forms when they evacuated, Orb No could have taken them any other way, and he knew nothing about the Gnomeregan air circulation system, so they had no choice."

"This is where my cousin and I were going to come to." Millie explained, "Few dwarves know that there is an external passage behind the engineer's laboratory for experimenting with new inventions, so we thought there might be surviving engineers Get away from here." The little dwarf shrugged, "But we gave up the idea after only a third of the way. Dun Morogh is almost full of orcs, and we soon ran into trouble, and then met for you."

"I think we've arrived." Milfies listened in front of a smooth stone wall, and Valeera could see the outline of a steel gate from under the thick ice.Milfies looked at the obstacle made of ice and steel, and then took out a few round gadgets, and glued them to several positions casually, "Stand back a little!" she turned and said.

Millie, who had no doubts about her cousin's explosive ability, immediately pulled Valeera back for more than fifty meters, and then Milfis pressed the detonator very calmly.

The loud sound and strong flash surprised Valeera, who saw the siege bomb for the first time. Although the gunpowder bomb might not be comparable to the arcane bomb of the high elves in terms of power, it was far superior to the latter in terms of momentum. By,
Ice shavings and iron flakes flew in all directions, and a distraught voice suddenly came from the dense smoke, "Which guy did it?? It's so insane, this door is basically a layer of iron, and it needs to be G4 level." More bombs to explode!"

A short figure with a helmet shaped like a pumpkin jumped out of the hole created by the explosion. His body was covered with a pale gold egg-shaped shield. He seemed to be right behind the door when Milfis was blasted, and a Only the priest's quick reaction survived.

Valeera recognizes this kind of energy shield, and she knows who cast it. Power Word: Shields released by ordinary priests are generally translucent. Currently, only he has a more substantial shield that condenses.The elf female thief was relieved, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It's a miracle that you came out alive, Obno." Milfis also recognized the dwarf in front of him.

Compared with the calmness of Milfis, Obno seemed very frantic, "Precision! Stability! This is the first principle of dwarf engineering! I must go to your engineer thinking course teacher at Wheelax University! I want to Ask him how he can teach such crazy students! You are like a goblin without any conscience! My old Obno almost confessed here!"

Milfiss did not accept such a threat, "Is this your attitude towards your savior?" She asked. "Without me, you'd be begging Thermarplugg in festering form by now."

Obno was choked, "I don't want to talk to you, a person who doesn't know how to respect elders." He said bitterly.

Many people appeared one after another behind the dwarfs, some were tall and some were short, but it seemed that there were too many "dwarfs". He covered his mouth, this is Isaacs!
At this time, the human prince still looks serious, but this kind of expression is quite interesting when he appears on a figure as tall as a child. Valeera feels that Isaacs in this state is far less annoying than usual , and even a little cute.

Isaacs had no idea what Valeera was thinking, "Okay, now is not the time to quarrel," he looked at Milfies, "Thank you for your rescue anyway, ma'am."

The female dwarf shrugged her shoulders, "You should be grateful to your elf. If it weren't for her accusations and threats, I wouldn't be so gracious to provide almost unnecessary rescue." She said bluntly.

Valeera?She actually cares about me so much?Isaacs looked in the direction of the female elf in surprise, but found that the other party looked at him strangely.

But this is not the time to delve into it. "We have opened an escape exit, which means that the big craftsman has neglected the blockade of Gnomeregan. I think we must deal with it before we leave." He said seriously.

The overall strength of the leper dwarf is not strong, and the coordination is even more chaotic, but if he runs out of Gnomeregan at this time, it will also become a disruptor.Isaacs does not want to have any impact on the general trend of history because of his own reasons, at least not now.

"Well, it really should be dealt with." Milfis nodded with his chin propped up, "Millie, help me." Milfis greeted, and the figures of the two little dwarves disappeared from Isaacs' sight. It didn't take long for the ground to vibrate violently.

"Oh my god, it looks like they buried the entire laboratory." Obno said in a daze.

"The way female midgets do things is... er, concise?" Isaacs asked.

"Of course not, except for female engineers." Obno replied.

Isaacs laughed, and was about to say something witty, but suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him. He turned his head as if fired, but saw Valeera's pretty face close at hand.

The female elf had already taken off her mask, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. She pinched Isaacs' cheek, "What did you touch to become like this?" Valeera asked curiously. asked.

The touch from his cheek was not bad, so Isaacs acquiesced in this teasing move, "This is just a temporary deformation for the needs of the battle, and it won't last too long." He said helplessly.
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For Alliance Deputy Commander Turalyon, this war has never been something to be happy about. He was originally just a priest, but he was forcibly entrusted with a heavy responsibility. Therefore, he has been trembling for more than a year, fearing that he would commit a crime. What fatal mistake,

The reason why Turalyon is so unconfident is not only the fear of his own inexperience, but more about strength. As the first generation of paladins, others have already begun to study the holy seal of epic skills, but he is the only one who is standing still. Although it can be explained by busy military affairs, it is really unreasonable.

Turalyon himself was also very helpless, he could feel his bottleneck, but there was nothing he could do.Except for a guy who directly interferes with the essence of faith, the practice of other followers of the Holy Light is actually more about the experience of the heart, but Turalyon has never been able to convince himself that the orcs are also allowed by the Holy Light. New doubts have even arisen, and the young paladin has even begun to doubt the piety of his faith.

This situation is disastrous for the clergyman, Turalyon even felt the decline of his own strength, which deepened his doubts, such a vicious circle.

Fortunately, his military rank has been rising steadily. Originally, he was just a staff officer who was forcibly promoted by Lothar, but after the battle of Quel'Thalas and the decisive decision to return to the king's city quickly, he became Lordan's leader for a while. The hottest figure in the Lun military.It was rumored among the upper nobles of Lordaeron that the king regarded Turalyon as the leader of the new generation, and everyone knew the name of this promising single young man.

So Turalyon fell into a strange trouble. When he was still in Lordaeron, there was an endless stream of nobles who came to visit him. They all mentioned one thing, they all have a female immediate family member who is unparalleled in beauty, knowledgeable and of the right age to marry, hoping to have a closer relationship with Turalyon.

Even in the Southern Continent, the frequency of visits by noble envoys reached once every three days.Turalyon could only smile wryly at this, and could only keep repeating words such as "The war is not over, why should we call ourselves home?" When rejecting marriage intentions one after another, there was only one beautiful figure in his mind, the beautiful and intelligent woman. All in one, a heroic former ranger general.

Turalyon still remembered the feeling when he saw Alleria for the first time, when the blood in his whole body almost stagnated.This situation did not ease with the passage of time. Every time he saw the female elf, he felt his heart beating out of his chest, so he couldn't speak a word.He was ashamed to express his situation, he only hoped to see her face often, listen to her voice, and feel her existence.

But now even this kind of opportunity is gone, since Quel'Thalas left, he has never seen that haunted figure again.Quel'Thalas did send an army of rangers to assist the Alliance, but the leader was not any of the Windrunners but a silver-haired male elf.Turalyon did not remember the elf's name until the third time he spoke with him - Lor'themar Theron.

Lor'themar told Turalyon the sad news that Alleria had been dismissed from the Silvermoon Council, and she should not participate in the upcoming war.This was a bolt from the blue for Turalyon, and it took him days to recover from his disorientation.

My first love is over, Turalyon thought bitterly.

They are separated by the racial gap, and their values ​​and lifestyles are very different.Now there is a distance of space, and I don't know when we will meet again.

But what is even more cruel is time. Compared with the elves, the lifespan of a human is just a flash in the pan. Maybe the next time we meet, he will be very old, but she will still be in full bloom. Turalyon even fantasized about Aurelia A surprised expression.

This is so depressing, it hurts to think about it.Turalyon turned grief and anger into strength, devoted himself to the war, and passed on the pain of broken love to the orcs.

The alliance's war has been going smoothly, and the orcs seem to have lost something suddenly, and it is difficult to show their previous bravery and fearlessness.The Horde's line of defense between Loch Modan and Dun Morogh also didn't hold out for too long before it was declared broken, and the narrow tunnel didn't become an advantage for the defenders.

If both sides are just ordinary soldiers, then these two trails are definitely the real road to death, but unfortunately in Azeroth, ordinary soldiers have never been the absolute force in the war situation.

Grim Batol is still training the dragoons continuously. Considering the terrain and the war situation, Lothar decided to let go of this confidant.However, the training speed of the dragoons is still not as fast as the loss speed. The heroic Griffin Knights always maintain a numerical advantage and firmly control the air supremacy.

And Gul'dan's betrayal took away most of the few spellcasters in the Horde. Doomhammer can only rely on the death knight headed by Talon Gorefiend, but the priests of the alliance developed After the spells against necrosis and plague, these death knights are also in an embarrassing situation. In the absence of the ability to manipulate dead bodies, their strategic significance is a little stronger than that of ordinary professionals.

Therefore, these tunnels are still the road of death, but for the orcs who are the defenders.The alliance only needs to assemble mages to suppress firepower, and a group of melee troops can be guaranteed to pass through the passage.And the orcs at the civilization level of slavery obviously did not have the blasting ability to collapse the tunnel, so after a symbolic resistance and forcing the alliance to pay some casualties, they reluctantly stepped aside.

But the next battle will not be easy. What the alliance needs to face is a brand new orc clan - the blood cave clan.They did not participate in the expedition, so relatively speaking, they still maintained complete combat capabilities and good morale.

The climate of the snow-capped mountains also makes the alliance's individual soldiers more disadvantageous. Humans' ability to resist cold is obviously not as good as that of the rough-skinned orcs. Cotton clothes, antifreeze drugs, and high-calorie foods.

Therefore, even though he desperately wanted to annihilate the orcs, Lothar still adopted a steady tactic, and the human front gradually advanced, squeezing the living space of the orcs.

Now that this tactic has been implemented for five days, Turalyon on the front line keenly felt that the resistance of the orcs was constantly weakening. This was not normal, indicating that the orcs were retreating in an orderly manner, trying to accumulate strength to fight back.

He looked at the map thoughtfully, his eyes slid from Dun Morogh to the scorching canyon in the south, and finally landed on the Blackrock Spire, and then he felt heart palpitations for no reason.

Blackrock Spire, the largest fortress in the southern continent outside of Stormwind City and Dun Morogh, is the best place if the Horde wants to make a comeback.

Turalyon got up abruptly and hurried out of the camp. He felt that he had to remind Lothar that the alliance must deal with it in advance.

It was a rare sunny day at this time, and the sun shone on the snow, reflecting dazzling light.Turalyon suddenly heard the exclamation of the soldiers, he looked up to the sky, and accidentally found a small black dot.

This is very strange. The main battlefield of Griffin Knights and Dragoons is at the junction of Wetlands and Grim Batol. It stands to reason that there should be no air force in Dun Morogh. This is the Griffin Knight who came to report, or Crazy dragoons wanting to raid the Alliance camp alone?
But it was not. After the flying object approached, Turalyon saw its reflective metal shell, weird propeller, and a short pilot with goggles sitting in the front row.The young paladin was thinking. He seemed to have heard Prince Isaacs of Lordaeron describe this kind of engineering creation. If he remembered correctly, the name of this kind of thing was "aircraft"?
Airplane on snow mountain.

(End of this chapter)